end of the line...

This is it...I've been way too busy for this blog, so just in case anyone out there is curious about my wonderful boys, here are some last photos. Life with them is more amazing than I could have imagined! If you are interested in following them more, you can check out my husband's blog (Obsidian Tempest) where he has occasional updates about them. This blog served its purpose over the past couple years and now my focus has most definitely changed...as you can see ;)

LUKAS...

SEAN...

smiles galore...

Here's my boys...2 months old now...givers of adorable smiles and owners of my heart.
...you wouldn't believe how hard it was to get a picture where Lukas and Sean were both smiling!

Sean (left) and Lukas

At their 2 month check-up on Tuesday, Sean weighed in at a hefty 11 lbs. 14 oz and Lukas was 10 lbs. 14 oz. It's kind of sad that I've had to pack away quite a few of their clothes already that they've grown out of. At the same time, it's exciting to watch them grow and start doing new things.

presenting my boys...

The boys were born on April 24th...Lukas arrived first at 12:57 pm and Sean arrived at 12:59 pm...surprisingly, they both weighed in at 6 lb 14 oz. All the nurses kept telling us how big they were for twins. No wonder I was so huge!

Here is the first picture we have of the two of the boys together...in one of the bassinets at the hospital. Lukas is on the left and Sean is on the right.

Here they are in their going home outfits...again, Lukas is on the left and Sean on the right.

Lukas...my cuddle bunny.
Sean...my Mr. Bright Eyes...he was very alert right from the beginning.

I knew I loved my babies from the moment I knew they existed...and loved them more every day, especially when I started feeling them move. That initial love was nothing compared to the way I felt when I first saw them and the way I feel now. Being a mother to them is truly amazing and I can't imagine my life without them in it. Bill and I are so very blessed.

ready or not...

Here is my last profile picture, taken last Friday at 36 weeks. I'm so happy the boys are coming tomorrow and not just because I'm anxious to meet them...I'm also anxious to be a little more comfortable ;)

I have to get up at 4 am (that shouldn't be a problem...I'm usually up around then anyways!) to have breakfast. So, instead of just dragging myself into the bathroom at that ungodly hour, I also have to go downstairs to grab a bowl of cereal or some toast. It will be many hours later before I'm allowed to eat anything else, so I suppose it won't be so bad. Then I have to get up around 6 to have a couple glasses of water or apple juice.

We need to be at the hospital by 10 am and the c-section is scheduled for 12:30...in less than 24 hours Bill and I will be holding our miracle babies in our arms, and I can't wait. Of course, I'm also feeling nervous now, but I'm sure that will pass...hopefully it won't make it impossible for me to get any sleep tonight, since this is our last night pre-baby...and therefore our last night of being able to sleep more than an hour or two at a time. Sleep deprivation is definitely one thing I'm not looking forward to, but at least I'm not in it alone.

On one hand, it seems like it's taken forever for us to get to this point...yet on the other hand, it's hard to believe that tomorrow is almost here. Our lives are about to change forever...and I wouldn't have it any other way.

today's ultrasound...

We had our last ultrasound today and got to see how much our boys have grown in the last month. Sean is now estimated to weigh 5 lb. 10 oz. (4 lb. 6 oz. last time) and Lukas now weighs 6 lb. 5 oz (4 lb. 5 oz. last time). As you can see, they both continue to grow like weeds!

No wonder I'm feeling so much pressure...I'm carrying 12 lb. of babies!!!

I find it kind of funny how Sean was the bigger baby for the longest time and then Lukas caught up and passed him.

Everything in the ultrasound was normal and the boys and I are both doing great so I've been released from the high risk unit. The only reason I'd have to go back is if I go into labour before the scheduled date for my c-section. The hospital I'm supposed to deliver at can only take me if I reach 36 weeks...which won't be until April 18th, so we'll see. We registered at the other hospital today, just in case.

I'm starting to really think that I won't make it until April 24th anyways...I've been having a few contractions lately and many so far today. I'm supposed to call the hospital if I have 6 in an hour and see if they want me to come in. At least my bag is packed ;)

still alive...

I suppose three weeks is a long time to not be blogging. I wouldn't say it's because I'm lazy, but rather because I don't have much to say these days...plus it's not very comfortable sitting at the computer anymore. Oh, and I was quite sick for almost two weeks...I even ended up losing my voice for a week and going to the hospital one night where I had to be re-hydrated with a litre of saline. Now, that was fun...not. Those are my excuses and I'm sticking to them.

I've reached 34 weeks today and the end is in sight...thank God! I thought I was uncomfortable a couple months ago...and let me tell you, that was nothing compared to how uncomfortable I am now! The boys are getting quite heavy to carry around and there's a ton of pressure when I'm standing/walking. Sitting down is good...so very good...that I do it as much as possible. Thankfully I don't have much to do these days so I can get away with it.

I'll be having a scheduled c-section on April 24th at 12:30...providing I don't go into labour before then. It's exciting knowing when I'll finally be able to meet my sons...the little guys who've been taking up residence in my uterus for many months and who think it's fun to kick my cervix and use my bladder as a trampoline.

It's quite amusing and sometimes strange to watch my belly shift with their movements...I can only imagine how cramped things are in there.

I finally packed my hospital bag this week. I figured that I'd procrastinated long enough...and my paranoia of going into labour unprepared is what finally made me do it. At least now I'm as ready as I'm going to be.

visit with the kids...

We ended up getting the kids on Sunday after the mega snow storm that hit us...it was unbelievable, really...especially for March.

So, we had a nice visit with the kids for a few days...played some games, watched a couple movies, did some crafts and made cookies. By Wednesday night when we took them home, I was exhausted! It wasn't them though, they're quite self-sufficient being 8-10 years old...it was my lack of usual energy and abilities that pregnancy has blessed me with. They didn't mind though and we had a good time.

...except for the puke incident, that is. On Tuesday afternoon, on our way home from my ultrasound, Mikaela's stomach started hurting. We figured it was car sickness, since she sometimes gets that, and opened the windows and had her sit back and close her eyes. It helped a bit but Bill ended up pulling over a couple times so she could get out and get some fresh air. Both times she said she felt better, only to have it happen again. The last time she needed us to pull over we couldn't, and there was a parking lot around the corner that we were going to...only she didn't make it. Instead of puking into the bag that I gave her, she leaned forward and it got all over the car seat...and my purse! YUCK! Thankfully I later got it off with some lysol wipes, or I would've been throwing it out and buying a new one. It turns out that too much chocolate added with the car motion was to blame. The night before the kids had money to spend at the store and Ophelia used some of hers to buy some chocolate eggs. Foolish me didn't confiscate them and trusted her to not eat too many. Big Mistake! She was good about sharing with everyone though and I guess Mikaela's tummy couldn't handle however many she ate. Trust me...I won't make that mistake again. Now Ophelia is the only one of them that hasn't puked in our car. I suppose I should brace myself because I'm sure it will only be a matter of time before our boys are doing the same thing.